Beverly banner. [volume] (Beverly, N.J.) 1877-1964, 1887-05-07

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"That'lls be famousll / am so hungry
| could eat. nay boots almost 1t re-
joices my soul to see a genuinely capa-
bless woman with a 'knack! And
now Nine. Cook, I'm at your service"
with low bow. That Graham girl
didn't seem bit impressed-she only
giggled, and said, coclly, "You may
clean the fish, if you want to" and
Tracy Loring, the heir of one of the
richest and. most aristocratic families,
donned big towel for an apron and
went out to5obey her commands.
Then how she few around l rather
liked to watch her. She had such a
def, handy way of doing things. Both
Cara and / wished that our mothers
had taught us something besides fancy
things.
She made rousing fire in the fire
plaee-you see, we had taken up our
quarters in log. cabin that, years be-
fore, had been occupied by hermit
trapper. 1t was rough affair, but
just then we were very thankful for it,
considering the rain outside. 1t had
turned off so chilly, too, that the fire
felt very comfortable, and what with
the light warmth, and good supper, we
had very pleasant time. The supper
was especially nice. Helen had open
ed couple of cans of chicken this,
she warmed in the saucepan, and
poured it over the toast, gravy and all.
Then she wrapped potatoes in leaves
and roasted them in the hot ashes, and
these, with the fish, coffee, AMI other
things, made meal fit for anybody.
The gentlemen praised it up at any
rate, and paid that Graham girl so
many compliments that she actually
blushed. 1t made her look rather
pretty, too, and the freight falling on
her brown hair gave it a golden sheen
that we women couldn't help envying.
"Now, what's to be done ?" said
young Max Collins after supper. "Some
of US have got to tramp back to Giles
farmhouse and get another boat
"You and l will go Max" said
Tracy. "Will can stay here and guard
the ladies We'd better start to-mor-
row morning if it's clear
The weather was fine next morning,
and after an early breakfast Chat Ora
ham girl made splendid corn pones)
Tracy and Max left US. Poor Mrs.
Bartlett actually whimpered when they
vent off.
ut seems so awful TO be left alone
shipwrecked in this bowling wilder
ness" she said.
THAT'S rather a mixed metaphor I"
exclaimed Will "and not at all COM
plimentary to my bravery! You know,
my dear madam, that | will defend
you as long as l have drop of blood
left-if these warlike mosquitoes leave
me any to begin with"
Will is real nice fellow (lovely to
lead the German withD but he isn't
cut out for woodsman, and about the
first thing he did after Tracy and Max
had gone was to tumble down rocky
place-he was getting some rare ferns
for Sadie Avery-and break his leg !!
Well, | don't know what we aU0utd
have done had it not been for that
Graham girl! We were about ready
to go into Mysteries, but she spoke out
sharp and commanding, and told US
that we must help her. We somehow
got Will into the house-it must have
looked ridiculous to see US all pulling
and Juggling at him-and on a cot,
and then Helen went to Mrs. Bart
let's medicine chest which she had
brought along on account of the chill
dren, and got him something that
would keep him quiet and prevent
fever. Then there was nothing to do
but wait until Tracy returned; and, O.
it seemed ages.
In the meantime something still
more startling took place. We were
all resting bit after our exertions
when suddenly in rushed Tom and
Tiny, saying in scared whispers, for
Will was doing, and we motioned
them to be quiet:
80, that Francisco has come back
He is coming up from the beach, and
he acts awful queer He swore at us,
he did!'
"What the guide p said Mrs. Bart
lett "Girls, he must be drunk or
crazy! What shall we do? o, what
shall we do? Poor Will can't protect
US |"
eAnd he mustn't be disturbed,
either" said Helen Graham, decidedly.
"We'll have to settle with Francisco
ourselves. He does look crazy or
drunk" going to the door and looking
at the rolling, staggering figure COM
ing up the pebbly path.
1t was quite evident that he was
Internationally not enough to
make him clumsy and helpless, but
enough to be ugly and reckless. His
boldness showed that he knew We were
without defender. W.
Helen Graham stepped outside the
door, one hand hanging down in the
folds of her gown. Her face was white
but otherwise she seemed calm.
"What do you want, Francisco" she
called out, in steady tones.
He swore like pirate as he an
swered:
NOW, look here, girl, you needn't
put on any airs! There amt no one
but that crippled dandy in there I've
come to have my just dues. The boss,
Loring, wouldn'ta allow me any whskey
and so | went off and helped myself
Now, I've come back to settle up! You
/ women have got to fork over what
money and valuables you've got!" and
with that the ugly brute drew steI
nearer.
never knew Helen Graham's eyes
| could flash so. "Stand back" she cried
She raised her right hand from the
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